She Won't Say She's In Love

[megara]

Megara was walking around. She was in a terrible mood after she had found Hercules with yet another pretty face. Why wouldn't those blasted fangirls stop chasing after him?

She was fuming as she walked quickly by the foot of Olympus.

"Of all slithering, weaseling, emptyheaded, muscular idiots, he is the worst. But now it's over! Done! Finito!"

She mumbled and grumbled to himself.

"If I was a god, I would kill him, revive him, kill him, revive him, kill him...."

The thundercloud over her head had to be visible to everyone by now. On the top of the thundercloud popped up some women dressed in Greek Chitons.

"Oh, come on now, girl," they said. "It can't be so bad. Chin up."

Megara snarled and turned away from the women.

"Forget it - I won't say it!"

The women continued trying to talk her into it. Soft music started to play, and the women started choring. Just to get some release for the tension building up inside her, Megara started singing.

She Won't Say She's In Love (Hercules)

MEG:
If there's a prize for rotten judgement
I guess I've already won that
No man is worth the aggravation
That's ancient history, been there, done that!

MUSES:
Who'd'ya think you're kiddin'
He's the Earth and heaven to you
Try to keep it hidden
Honey, we can see right through you
Girl, ya can't conceal it
We know how ya feel and
Who you're thinking of

MEG:
No chance, no way
I won't say it, no, no

MUSES:
You swoon, you sigh
why deny it, uh-oh

MEG:
It's too cliche
I won't say I'm in love

I thought my heart had learned its lesson
It feels so good when you start out
My head is screaming get a grip, girl
Unless you're dying to cry your heart out
Oh

MUSES:
You keep on denying
Who you are and how you're feeling
Baby, we're not buying
Hon, we saw ya hit the ceiling
Face it like a grown-up
When ya gonna own up
That ya got, got, got it bad

MEG:
No chance, now way
I won't say it, no, no

MUSES:
Give up, give in
Check the grin you're in love

MEG:
This scene won't play,
I won't say I'm in love

MUSES:
You're doin flips read our lips
You're in love

MEG:
You're way off base
I won't say it
Get off my case
I won't say it

MUSES:
Girl, don't be proud
It's O.K. you're in love

MEG:
Oh
At least out loud,
I won't say I'm in love

[Donald Duck]

"What the heck was that?" asked Donald. It was by chance he was nearby when he heard singing, and he decided to investigate. He sneaked around and eventually turned a corner and found a young, pretty woman with a slim build and long, brown hair. Donald smiled, removed his sailor cap and raised it above his feathery head.

"Good morning!" he exclaimed. "Did you sing just now?" He casually tossed his cap in the air, and it conveniently landed on his head. He blinked when he felt the impact, and he snickered.

[megara]

Megara jumped quickly up from the bench she had laid herself swooning on in the end of the song, her face flushed from embarrassment.

Oh gods, my first day in a new place, and I already make a fool of myself by acting like a love-sick fool. I am SO dead!!!

She straightened her hair and her dress quickly and looked around. The owner of the rather hilarious voice was a white duck with a big beak. He was wearing a blue shirt and a cap. He took off the cap respectfully when he spoke to her. He was very cute, and she had to stop herself from giggling when she saw him.

"Oh! You startled me. I didn't know there was anyone here. I thought I was alone.... Good morning, by the way."

When he asked about the song, she sighed, and covered her face with her hands, deeply embarrassed. She did NOT want to say it out loud. She was NOT in love! So there! One moment later, she heard herself say.

"So... you heard it, huh? Yes, that was me."

Yup, I am DEFINITELY dead.... no official life for Megara after an entrance like this.....

[Donald Duck]

Fortunately for Meg, Donald didn't think too deep in it. Donald just happened to hear the song by coincidence, but he didn't really pay attention to the lyrics as he searched for the singer. He noticed the vocals more than the actual words to the song.

Donald saw the woman feel embarrassed, and his beak parted and his eyes widened. He waved his hands rapidly to the woman. "Uhh, hey! Don't be shy! I liked it! I think your voice is pretty, and I just followed it."

He approached the young woman and extended a hand for a shake. "I'm Donald Duck!" His rubbery bill smiled widely.

[megara]

Megara felt an immense relief when she realized that the duck hadn't been too attentive to the lyrics of her song. That would have looked too.... well, stupid. She heard the giggling of the muses that were hiding in the thundercloud above her head. She turned to them with a very annoyed face expression.

"Are you still here? Go away!!!"

The muses giggled and looked back at her.

"Why would we? He is cuuuuuute!"

The muses giggled and waved flirtatiously to Donald.

"Hi cutie!!" They giggled and smiled to him.

"Aaaaaargh!!!" Megara growled and turned to the duck, trying to calm down. She offered him a smile and offered her hand in a handshake.

"Sorry about that, they are hopeless. And thank you. Nice to meet you, Mr. Duck. My name is Megara, and I am from Ancient Greece. Those girls are The Muses."

The Muses looked down at Donald and bat their eyelashes at him, smiling flirtatiously.

"Yu-huuuuuuuu!!!!"

[Donald Duck]

Unfortunately for Megara, Donald wasn't looking at her. With wide eyes, he stared at the Muses, completely dumbfounded. He seemed to have not registered Meg at all, because when she shook his hand he was very limp. "Uh..." he stammered. He at first wondered if he had gone crazy and was seeing things, but after a few rubs on his eyes, he was convinced that he wasn't hallucinating.

He eventually snickered lightly, and raised his hat again and called to the Muses. "Hiya!" The Muse with the very long, wavy hair was especially attractive. But he remembered Meg, and he looked to her again. "Who are they?" he asked while pointing to the otherworldly Muses.

[megara]

Megara snickered when she noticed Donald's reaction. Typical male behavior, no matter the species. The reaction was always the same. After 2000 years she was kinda used to it.

"No, you aren't hallucinating they are really there. You want me to introduce you? Okay, here goes....."

She took a deep breath, preparing for the talk and for the comments the muses always came with when she introduced them.

"First we have Calliope. She's the muse of epic tales, like Hercules. She's the leader, and is the one always singing and talking. She's also the one with the biggest mouth."

Calliope put her hands in her side and looked down at Megara, clearly upset.

"Hey!"

Megara looked back with a big grin.

"Awww, come on Calli, you know it's true. The group wouldn't get anywhere without you. You're the leader."

Calliope turned to the other girls.

"See - even she admits it! So don't you forget it!"

Megara continued the introductions.

"The one with the ponytail - nice hair by the way - is Clio. She is the muse of history, and the most quiet of the girls. If you ever need info of Greek History, she's the one to talk to."

Clio looked up from the scroll she was reading and smiled shyly to Donald and waved to him. Meg flashed her a smile before continuing her introduction.

"The one with the very long hair and the tragedy mask would be Melpomene, the muse of drama."

Melpomene smiled to Donald and threw him a red rose from the cloud she was resting at. Megara smiled and looked over at Donald.

"As you can see for yourself, she can be quite dramatical..."

Before Melpomene could say anything, Megara continued her introduction round.

"Do you see the one with the awesome hair that sticks out all over the place? That is Terpsichore, the muse of dance."

Terpsichore did a piruette on the cloud and made a deep curtsey to Donald before returning to her place. Megara smiled and turned to the last muse.

"And last, and also the least....."

"Hey," the short muse interrupted. "I am NOT short!"

"Don't interrupt me, Thalia. The only long thing about you are your speeches!" Megara said.

"Then you should watch out so I don't give YOU one of them!" the short muse frowned.

Megara laughed and turned to Donald again.

"As you might have guessed, this is Thalia, the short muse of comedy."

Thalia forgot she was supposed to be insulted when she saw Donald. She beamed and waved down at him.

"Ooooh, you are cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute," She grinned. "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Megara looked shocked up at her.

"Thalia! That is not appropriate... I am sure that Mr. Duck have other things to do than answering your questions."

She turned to Donald again with a smile.

"You must excuse them, Mr. Duck. I am afraid they can be a bit... unruly now and then...."

[Donald Duck]

Donald's white feathered face dimmed to pinkish red, when he was rendered into humility by the muses' compliments. He sniffed the rose he obtained, and he especially enjoyed being called 'cute.' He couldn't help but chuckle somewhat nervously.

He decided to answer the question about him having a girlfriend. "Y-yeah, I have a girlfriend," he responded, tugging his shirt collar with a finger. "Her name's Daisy, and... she'd kill me if she saw me hangin' around with you... lovely ladies." He didn't want to be rude to immortal women, for they may harm him should they be offended. Still holding his rose, he returned his focus to Meg. As he spoke he twirled the flower around. He was obviously not going to discard it.

"Looks like you have friends in high places, huh?"